Elan raised an eyebrow, "I guess so. The passwords been the same for a few years, can't believe she changed it now, so this has never happened before. I'm going to keep trying, everyone keep an eye out. That music might wake up something."

With that he put his hands back on the door and began to mutter many self depreciating things in drow in hopes that the door would open.

Migi froze the instant the music began playing...then, slowly, she began swaying in time to it.

"Nice alarm," she murmured. "Rather nice. I hope it doesn't wake up the statues or anything." She looked up at the bear and backed away from it, frowning fiercely at it as if her expression alone could keep it put.

If Kumiko could speak, then old man Durron would be mistaking her for a sailor. As a stream of curses flowed through her mind, the elf looked about for any signs of activity from anything else in the area, ready to take action at any moment.

Elan began to quickly rant out many very strange accusations against himself in drow, hoping to stumble across the new password in time, before inevitably something else heard the music and came over. The worst that could happen would be the "Idiot" coming to greet them. He did not want to deal with that psycho tonight.

The others stood in the moonlight, each pondering the music in their own way.

Not so far away, there is a slight rustling in the grass, as four shapes run through the rather infamous garden.

Durron made his way over to Elan with extreem care, making sure so as not to trip over anything. "Child, we have already atracted attention. Perhaps it would be wise to deal with the newcomers before further attempting to open the door?"

Kumiko made certain that her back was against a wall, fully knowing that such things weren't necessarily the safest thing to do near the chaos witch's home, and began watching for the source of the rustling. Once they were inside, she would have to have a conversation with at least Elan, as despite her distaste for the Drow beast, she knew that he was their only chance of actually getting to Amana, as well as the Old Man Durron, as he was the only other one who seemed to have a decent head on his shoulders (despite his earlier comments), after they were inside.

The elf had a realization - if, along with the other recent events, Amana had chosen this time to change the password and thus not let even her own trusted brother in, it practically sealed the fact that she was up to more than just her ordinary trickery.

Elan stepped back from the door and mumbled just loud enough for Durron to hear, "Of course, we will be having quite a bit of trouble soon very likely." The drow quickly moved to stand next to the man, blue eyes sweeping over the rustling plant life.

Derek can sense four life forms, heading this way, at first there seems nothing uniquely magical about them. Nothing that he can discern that is...

Kris on the other hand, can hear the sound of a group of things heading this way, swiftly and on all fours. And from the sound of it, rather close to the ground. The direction is coming from the stables, close to the half finished outer wall.

"Hm..." Durron mused. "I don't suppose you might guess what would be coming towards us now?" But he seemed to be talking as much to himself as to Elan. He allowed himself to drop into a meditative trance, allowing the feel of the magical plane to wash over him as he prepared for... whatever was coming.

As the tension mounts, a cloud moves over the moon, temporarily darking further the statue filled garden, the sounds of footfalls can now be heard plainly, and a rabid wild panting, whatever it is, is moving rapidly through the overgrown plants.

Just to the side of one Will, the first breaks through the brush, and proceeds to hop around his feet.....begging for attention. As the cloud leaves the moon, they all discover Amana has a penchant for small lapdogs of the "yip yip" variety.

Maneuvering around as silently as possible, Kumiko tried to catch a glimpse of the canines from all sides, scanning them astrally as she did. The witch was keen on tricks, as they all well knew...however, this didn't seem to be one of them.

Tired of waiting and beginging to suspect that Elan wouldn't be able to get the door open, Kumiko changed the target of her astral scan to the door. If the infernal drow couldn' get it open, it would be interesting to see how it reacted to a simple Beam spell.